Symptoms Of The Universe Black Sabbath Novels & Stories

And above it all, the Black Star hung like a hole in the universe, drinking the light and the air and the hope from the world. ​The sound was the worst part. It was a constant, low-level murmur, as if millions of people were whispering just behind my shoulder. It was the echoes of the dead, trapped in the crystalline structure of the land. ​“Winnie,” Cassian said, pointing to the ground.

It was just space, a vacuum. She had read a lot of people talk about their near-death experiences or their encounters with angels and the sort. They always said a white space, but hers wasn't white, it was all black, pitch black. And she could only hear her voice repeating the last statement she heard Kendrick say, something about him "loving her and the universe not wanting it". Was this maybe the universe that was stopping it, or maybe something else?

Her blackish-red aura poured out of her body like flames from hell, and black sparks flew around her. “What are you doing here? I thought you weren't going to involve yourself in the matters of this world anymore,” The Unknown yelled as he stepped back. “Yes, I did. But you are not of this world, are you?” Sabbath spoke through Mary's body with both hers and his voice at the same time. He laughed, stretching his hands and feet. “Your time is up, The Unknown,” he concluded.

The day filled with love, laughter, and forever. Now it feels like the universe is mocking me. “Universe,” I whisper under my breath, “fuck you.”

The Black-Out-Protocol turned the vibrant, interconnected Multiverse into a series of isolated "Industrial-Islands." To the Outer-Hunters, the sudden disappearance of the high-frequency "Quintessence-Stream" was like a predator losing the scent of its prey in a sudden storm. The "Siphons"—those massive, parasitic maws—remained latched onto the trade routes, but they were now sucking on "Dry-Pipes." The Union had retreated into its "Analog-Shell," replacing the "Universal-Thrum" with the localized "Clatter" of manual labor.

“What kind of power do I have witch doctor ? When you held my hand, what did you see?” The witch doctor visibly stiffened at my question, her lips parted for a while but no sound came out. Then she let out a long breath. “I saw darkness child. It was like I had come face to face with an abyss that wanted to swallow me whole. It was nothing like any ability I’d ever seen.” She shuddered and continued. “Only goddess knows how much stronger it would be once the seal finally wears off completely.” *********************** The walk back to the palace was silent, with Draven and I both lost in our thoughts.

Punk/ Brat/ Me " Nope, it's in his grantee that his body is the most durable thing in the universe." We (Manor, Kaen, Galahad) all answered at the same time. " Not to mention, but he was actually dumber when he was young. Misaki made his body durable but he's a slow learner." I added. " Which is why he sees the universe instead of having a cracked skull. " Brat informed. " What do you think he'll see in the last level before his head cracks?" Punk asked. " Blackhole." I answered. " An empty white vast never-ending space. "

The jagged crack of absolute, unmitigated black light stretched from one horizon to the other, expanding with a sickening tear. Reality itself seemed to rip apart like brittle paper, exposing the fragile mechanisms of the universe. The darkness beyond that visual wound wasn't an empty void. It moved. It breathed. It watched.

"You aren't destroying the host. You're Waking it up. Look at the sensors, Leo. They aren't dying. They're Singing." The Birth of the Living Universe Leo looked. Beyond the hull of the ship, the "Real" stars weren't black anymore. The "Infection" was spreading through the ship’s communication arrays, broadcasting the "Noise" to every planet in the system. The people below weren't suffocating. They were Changing. The gray, entropic world was blushing with color for the first time in an eon. The "Noise" was providing the enthalpy that the universe had lacked. Leo wasn't a killer; he was a Combustion.